I have a lot of things I could post and talk about. I had a great weekend, things are looking on the bright side, and I could go on and on about all of this. But today is not looking good, not at all.
I woke up at around noon, there's no school, so it's just a relaxing day. I walk out of my room, and I expect the first thing that always happens a this time; Blackey runs to me and we share our little moment. Today this did not happen.
Today, I looked for Blackey and he was not to be seen. I was told he was still in his cage. What? In his cage at noon? This was not my dog. I go over and he's hardly moving. He's just sitting there, looking the saddest he ever has. I know my dog, and I know this is not right. In the 10 years I've had this dog he has never acted in this manner. Yes, he's been sick before, but this is not sick. Something is completely wrong.
We got him out of his cage and he seemed almost normal. His nose was wet thankfully, but he was shaking and not walking. When I picked him up, he yelped. This scares me so bad. Balckey is my everything. I do not know what I'll do if anything happens to him. He's the most important creature in my life, and nothing will mean anything if I don't have my Blackey with me.
Today is a really bad day.